Chapter 11; A few friends
Hey y'all, I'm writing this as we are driving. Sorry if it sucks XD Anyway, still no new OCs, but I'll keep it up for now, while going ahead and introducing a couple of the others. I really would like y'all to make an OC; I'll give you full and complete credit for the character!
Well, I haven't got much else to say, oh, wait, yeah! Now I remember, I'm thinking of Alex being in a series of different fic's, some will be X-overs, some might not be. I'm thinking with some of my favorite shows, movies and book series. The ideas and possibilities are endless, but I think I'll wait to sort those out, until I sort out this one lol.
Okay, all information out, ON WITH THE STORY!
Sam was still reeling over the high school kids actually following her. Never in her life had she believed that this kinda thing would happen. Maybe they are just following me because of Jazz, She thought, looking over at her best friend's older sister.
Jazz smiled at Sam, full of happiness at being able to help her younger brother. Most of the time, Sam and Tucker would say she wasn't much help, and Danny agreed. Ever since she had figured out his secret, it was like he was shutting her out more. Not this time. He needs me, and I'll prove it to him.
The kids followed behind the Goth chick and Jazz. They were slightly on edge; as if they suspected that maybe Sam was setting them up for something. Some trap maybe? Dash jogged up to Jazz, meaning to ask a question. "How do we know we can really trust her?" Dash asked, jerking one of his thumbs in Sam's direction. Sam scowled at him and stomped further ahead of the jock.
Jazz scowled at him as well, but remained where she was. "Because she wouldn't lie to you, not about helping Phantom," Jazz answered simply. Dash looked up at Sam, who was now thirty feet ahead of them. He snorted and shook his head, moving quickly back towards Kwan, who looked at him quizzically.
Sam stopped and turned around, taking a quick look at the twenty plus kids. "When we see the Fenton Works sign, I want you to start running, get under the Ghost Shield and you should be safe." She addressed them, looking behind her.
A girl, who appeared to be around the same age as Jazz, quietly slipped away from the group. Her absence unknown to the others as she ran into the nearest alleyway, well, unknown to all but one. Sam watched the girl disappear, contemplating going after her. The Goth shook the thoughts from her head and began to march back towards Fenton Works, smiling as she heard the complying footsteps of her classmates.
Riley McCray watched the group disappear further up the sidewalk from her perch on the roof of a small apartment building. Her black, purple tented hair framing her heart-shaped face, blowing gently in the warm spring breeze. Her deep blue eyes gazing upon the kids with concern, worry, and wariness.
"I've got to find Alex," She mumbled to herself, sighing in resignation. "You won't be finding her anytime soon," A voice whispered. She recognized that voice. It was her father's voice, giving her guidance. Even from fifty miles away, she could still hear him just as clearly as if they were training together. Where is she? In the blink of an eye, Riley disappeared, without a trace.
Alex's POV
We landed silently, and I looked around almost in horror. The islands were abandoned. Frozen tumble weeds rolled across the deserted grounds, giving me the impression of completely spooky. The wind kicked up frost and blew it across us, caking me in freezing snow.
Danny shook it off and began to walk towards the Great Hall. "Hang on!" I called, seeing something move on a nearby island. Danny turned back with a questioning look. I pointed up to the grass covered island and watched as a plant swayed slightly.
Growing a tail, I sped towards the small island, curious as to what would be moaning in such pain. I landed and looked around. Flowers of every color bloomed everywhere and trees swayed, as if in greeting. The grass at my feet seemed alive, moving to hug my ankles.
I almost screamed when I found Erik, laying there in the grass, a pool of blood gathered around his head. He was groaning, his eyes tightly shut, and I noticed a particularly deep gash in his left arm.
I approached cautiously, afraid to spook him. "Erik?" I asked softly, kneeling down beside my best friend. He opened his eyes just a thin strip, and peered at me. "Alex," He croaked out, pain leaking into his voice. "Hey dude, what are you doing here?" I smiled a little, moving his bangs from his eyes. Erik smiled, just a quick up turn of his lips, and opened his eyes a little bit more. "Man have I got a monster of a headache," He groaned, meeting my eyes. His strikingly blue eyes smiled into mine, and I felt myself relax.
Danny landed behind us with a soft thump. He must have decided to follow me, I thought, unable to pull my eyes away from Erik's. "Okay, we have to get you help, Erik," I sighed, picking him up in both my arms. "Hey, isn't it me supposed to be picking you up like this?" Erik laughed, throwing his right arm over my shoulders. His left arm hung limply at his side, dangling like a dead branch. His arm is broken, I realized, looking at Danny.
"Whoa dude, what happened to you?" Danny asked Erik, looking at him in a sort of pitying fashion. "Uh...run in with Vlad Masters, I think," I frowned down at him, then looked up to meet Danny's puzzled expression. "Masters was at his mansion?" Erik nodded, and then grimaced in pain. Danny looked surprised, but shook his head. "Doesn't make since," He mumbled to himself.
A purple blast of light shot past my ear, making me yelp and jump to face whoever had shot it. A girl floated about five feet away from the island. She had on a white, long sleeved T-shirt with the right shoulder showing, as well as white pants that stopped just above the ankle, revealing purple and white sneakers. Her hair was pure white, much like Danny's and her eyes glowed with a purplish hue. The girl looked severally pissed off.
I thought I recognized the violet girl, she was definitely familiar. I flipped through memories, searching for any sign as to why the girl was so familiar. I faintly remembered a girl, her name was Sasha Menton, and she was from a small town somewhere in Minnesota. She came to mind clearly now, a small girl with chestnut-brown hair and vivid violet eyes. Her shirt was a violet long sleeve and she wore black jeans to match. The last time I had seen her though, my mom and I had stopped in that little town to visit family, and that was a year and a half ago. There was something I was forgetting. Something important, pertaining to Sasha.
"Long time, no see Alex," The ghost girl spoke up, a small smile playing at the edge of her lips. "I'm sorry, but, wait, Sasha right?" I asked her, uncertain. Sasha smiled a kind expression and extinguished the purple ecto-energy she had gathered in her hand. "Sasha Phantom," I shook my head and looked over at my old friend. "Echo," She replied, before looking at Erik, who was still hanging limply in my arms.
"Who might this be?" Danny asked from where he stood next to me. "Oh, Danny Phantom, meet Sasha Phantom." I introduced the two, looking at the surprised expressions that crossed their faces. Danny looked quickly at me, and then went back to studying Sasha, whose interest had suddenly transferred to the Far Frozen islands in the distance.
A snarl emitted from the distance, not far from that of Aragon's realm, and I hastily cast a look behind me. "Guys, we need to go now!" I hovered in the air, careful not to jostle Erik, whose head was nestled into my shoulder. His snores could be heard over an earthquake, even muffled by my shirt.
Danny made a surprised snort deep in his throat as some tree's nearby rustled, and I watched at a familiar green dog bounded from under some bushes and landed at Danny's feet. "Hey Cujo," I laughed as Danny picked the young pup up and was attacked with slobbery kisses.
"Off we go!" Though Erik was injured, my hopes for defeating Death once and for all rose. If only would find more, then my plan will be complete, I let myself think, although, lurking at the back of my mind, doubt was hiding.
"Oh little flower, will you never listen to me?"
Okay, so that's the end of this chappie, Riley McCray is another of my characters, and Sasha belongs to Oak Leaf Ninja XD. Please R&R, submit some OCs. To find the form, look at the bottom of Chapter 9. Anyway, I gotta go to get ready for the St. Louis Mardi Gra, and more family coming XD R&R!